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November's Wind

perhaps it was the cold november wind
that reminded me of the bitter bite
the cold touch of death's hands
or the lips of someone gone


perhaps it was the leaves
being tossed about, like a mind
unable to grasp the reality
of another life, gone so young

perhaps it was the trees
now colorless, half dressed
that reminded me, everything must die


perhaps it was the sunset
thick black clouds, surrounded by red
that reminded me
my heart bleeds the same...


another life is gone
another season's changed
another day is gone
another scar is born

etched forever in my mind
my heart bled the same....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 8/19/2013 11:13:00 AM
awesome write Sandra...
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Sandra Adams
Date: 8/19/2013 12:16:00 PM
thank you Joseph...this time of year always brings out the death poems...so many have left between august and December....
Date: 8/16/2013 8:21:00 AM
This is so sad. Eloquently expressed emotions. You are an amazing poetess.
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Sandra Adams
Date: 8/16/2013 10:49:00 AM
thank you...the fall brings forth many memories of death for me...the season inspires me...
Date: 8/14/2013 8:09:00 PM
I see death as going through a cold chill...maybe momentarily. I really like your expression of the elements of death. Very well written :)
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Sandra Adams
Date: 8/16/2013 10:51:00 AM
Thank you Karen...the fall inspires me often!
Date: 8/14/2013 10:02:00 AM
Besides November being my birthday month, I have a HUGE affinity towards the month in general, especially its mood changes, etc. Your words in this writing have hit me pretty hard. Excellent job!
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Date: 8/16/2013 10:52:00 AM
Thank you Drake...my birthday month is October...the season seems to often inspire me in many different ways!